People in the Primordial World: Starting with the Possession of Zhen Yuanzi

Although Nuwa thought that the name"brother-in-law" was not a good one, it was used to address Fuxi.

It should have nothing to do with her.

So she ignored Zhen Yuanzi.

"The chance to become a saint is not limited to the innate gourd vine"？

"What else?" Fuxi asked hurriedly.

Zhen Yuanzi put down the teacup in his hand, glanced at Nuwa who was at the entrance of the cave, and said:"Before talking about this matter, I have to ask Nuwa a question first."！

""Hmph!" Nuwa turned her head aside, as if unwilling to answer Zhen Yuanzi's words.

"cough cough.."Fuxi coughed twice, then said:"Daoyou Zhenyuanzi, please ask and I will answer."！

"Thank you, brother-in-law." Zhen Yuanzi took a sip of tea and asked,"May I ask if the queen has been making clay sculptures recently?""！

""Kneading mud"? Nuwa was confused.

She didn't know what was going on.

A few years ago, she liked kneading mud.

Every morning, she went to the small valley under Buzhou Mountain, sat quietly by the small pond and thought calmly, kneading the mud with her hands from time to time. Shapes were created one by one.

Although these shapes were perfect, she just felt that something was missing.

So she crushed these things again and again, and kneaded them again and again.

""How do you know?" Nuwa looked at Zhen Yuanzi in surprise.

Even Fuxi didn't know about this clay kneading thing. How come Zhen Yuanzi knew that she liked clay kneading?

Could it be that Zhen Yuanzi was spying on her?

""Sister, how come you still like to play with mud when you are so old?" Fuxi looked like he was disappointed with his sister.

He had always hoped that his sister could become a saint. He worked tirelessly to calculate the chance of her becoming a saint every day.

Not long ago, he calculated that the chance of his sister becoming a saint was in the hands of Zhen Yuanzi.

He even lowered his face and invited Zhen Yuanzi to visit him in the cave.

Unexpectedly, his sister actually played with mud.

In this case?

When will she become a saint?

"I.."Nuwa opened her mouth, as if she felt that this was really unfair to Fuxi.

"Brother-in-law, you have wronged Nuwa. Her chance to become a saint lies in this mud!" Zhen Yuanzi said.

"How can playing with mud be related to the chance of becoming a saint?" Fuxi didn't believe it at all.

Zhen Yuanzi laughed and asked,"May I ask what the prototype of the mud you knead is?"

Nuwa thought for a while before saying,"Every time I knead mud, I use animals as the prototype."！

"But every time I finish pinching, I feel dissatisfied"！

"You are right to be dissatisfied. Why don't you take a cultivator as the prototype?" Zhen Yuanzi said as he thought only of himself and Fuxi.

""Based on the cultivator as the prototype"?

After Nuwa Niangniang finished speaking, the primordial purple energy in her soul suddenly rolled up, and she understood infinite information. She was instantly filled with infinite joy. Could this be her own avenue? Without time to think, she subconsciously pinched a human-shaped mud body. The shape was similar to Zhen Yuanzi's, and it was very beautiful. Compared with the previous mud, it was simply a world of difference.

Thinking of this, the joy in his heart was beyond words. Yes, it must be like this.

Fuxi looked at his sister with a puzzled look.

He was originally very disgusted with his sister pinching the soil.

But seeing his sister Nuwa's happy expression at this moment.

And the breath of the avenue above Nuwa Niangniang's head.

All made him feel deeply shocked.

Could it be that his sister's opportunity to become a saint was really to pinch mud?

Under the gaze of Zhen Yuanzi and Fuxi, the mud man gradually grew larger and turned into a living being with flesh and blood. It was just a pity for Fuxi that this human-shaped creature just stood there and didn't move much at all

"Damn it!"

Seeing that what she had worked so hard to create turned out to be this kind of thing, Nuwa simply waved her hand and broke the clay figures into pieces.

"Daoist friend, don't be discouraged. Maybe you can succeed after a few more attempts!"

Zhen Yuanzi said with a smile

"You don't have to comfort me!" Nuwa shook her head, her face gloomy.

She had just created several clay figures in succession, but none of them had any vitality.

"This is just ordinary mud, it is not very useful at all. Why not change the material?"

Nu Wa was stunned when she heard it, and then nodded subconsciously, but she couldn't think of any material for a while, and she couldn't help but worry about what material would be useful, and there was no guarantee that it would succeed.

"Daoist friend, what material should I use?" Nuwa's expression seemed very solemn at the moment.

"This water, ordinary holy water will not work at all. I suggest you collect some Sanguang holy water and try it."

""Three Lights Divine Water?" Nuwa frowned."Three Lights Divine Water requires the gathering of the three lights of the sun, moon and stars. Although it is not easy to collect, it only takes some time to collect!"